#but I was dragged by my otp to draw them so...

[waivyjellyfish]

King of Spirits AU or Es in depress

Once upon a time there was the King of Spirits Es. The King was majestic, wise and revered by all spirits. But once the King faced with the power they couldn't handle and was sealed in another dimension. They wasn't able to get out themself, nor with the help of spirits. But the King learned about the condition under which they could be released. If a human enters this dimension and passes all 11 trials, including the King’s trial, human will be able to contract with the King and get them out of eternal confinement.

So the King began to wait for this human. Days, years, centuries passed. The world changed and people quickly forgot about the existence of spirits, only fairy tales and legends remained as a reminder of the past.

Time passed, the King waited and waited, but there was no help and in the end the King gave up. If nobody comes then does it make sense to wait longer? Existing in this dimension is not so bad, I guess... There is enough rooms, the Highest Spirits can come here to brighten up solitude and boredom of the King.

Perhaps it’s not so bad. With such thoughts, the King began to plunge deeper and deeper into themself until they had no more to do with the world.

Many years passed, and one day, again aimlessly wandering in the dimension, the King came upon the Highest Spirit of Fire, leaning over a strange luminous rectangle. The King was very interested in this unknown thing, and the King, who havent shown interest in anything for a long time, asked the spirit what it was, which even slightly frightened him, because he had become unaccustomed to the fact that the King could speak and be interested in something.

And the rectangle was a game console, which was not so long ago invented by humanity, that not standing all these centuries in place. And this simple toy could interest and keep the King from completely sinking into nothingness. That’s how the Spirit King became a gamer.

translation for this was made by powerful @good-beans thank you. I have no words to describe my gratitude to you for this.

Small Notes for Spirits:

Amane was the only one who during the whole imprisonment didn't stop trying to shake the King out of depression. Because they were her role model and the change in them was like a betrayal for her.

Kazui has a Garden in King's dimension.

After obtaining interest in games and a slight retreat from depression, Es' nasty character became more visible. For now the Spirits tolerate this because at least the King is not just lying motionless for years as it was before.

Becoming game friends with the King marked the beginning of Fuuta's suffering

[the-badger-mole]

OTP Prompt: Katara gets in a heated argument with someone. She begins threatening them, so Zuko picks her up and carries/drags her out of the room before anyone gets hurt. lol

“Scarfaced freak,” the boy muttered. Zuko froze, his shoulders coming up to his ears. From the corner of his eye, he could see Sokka turn to him, wide eyed and stunned.

“What did you just call him?” Katara’s voice was low and dangerous. That snapped Zuko and Sokka out of their shock. 

“He heard me,” the boy said. He smirked at Katara. “What? Did I insult your boyfriend?" 

“For it to be an insult, your opinion would need to matter,” she snapped. “But jerks like you need to be taught some manners.” She stepped towards him, arms moving up from her sides. Zuko gasped, and grabbed them from behind. He pulled her towards him, wrapping their arms together so that Katara was essentially hugging herself. 

“You can’t do that here,” he whispered to her. “You’ll blow our cover.” Katara gritted her teeth but stopped struggling. 

“At least you know how to keep your girl under control, Scarface,” the bully laughed.  Katara strained against Zuko’s hold again. 

“I’m just going to talk to him!” she insisted. 

“I’d get out of here,” Sokka warned the boy. “He’s holding her back for your safety. He won’t be able to keep it up forever.” The guy scoffed, but turned away, laughing as he walked down the street. Zuko loosened his grip on Katara, but didn’t dare let her go just yet. 

“That guy needs to be frozen to the bottom of a lake,” she muttered.

“What a creep,” Sokka agreed. Zuko just shrugged. 

“That’s not the worst thing anyone’s ever said to me,” he told them. “We should head back. We���ve drawn too much attention.” He finally released Katara, only for her to start towards the direction of the other boy. Zuko caught her wrist and stared at her incredulously. 

“I’m not going to draw attention,” she promised. “I just have some words for him.”

“You always have words,” Sokka complained. “I know that guy aggravated your sense of righteous indignation, but Zuko’s right. We don’t need the heat. Let it go.” Katara glared down the street. She could still just make out the back of the rude boy and she wished that she could earthbend, just for a few minutes. 

“Seriously, do you want me to carry you back?” Zuko huffed. Katara turned her attention from her thoughts and raised her eyebrows at Zuko. She opened her mouth to tell him off, but paused a moment. 

“You know what?” she said. “Yeah. I want you to carry me back.” Zuko balked. 

“I was kidding!”

“Yeah well, I’m not.” Katara folded her arms and smirked at Zuko challengingly. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“Fun!” Zuko snorted in disbelief. 

“For me,” Katara clarified. “It’ll be fun for me.” 

“Nope.” Zuko shook his head and he and Sokka started for the path leading back to the beach house. 

“I could always go find that guy,” Katara said offhandedly. “I wouldn’t have to let him see my face when I  freeze him to the side of a building.” Zuko looked back at her, eyes narrowed. 

“You’re bluffing.” He was sure of all the members of their group, she wouldn’t do anything so rash. 

“Am I?” She met Zuko’s eyes meaningfully. Zuko groaned and looked at Sokka. He threw his hands up as if to say ‘this is your problem’. Then with a sigh, Zuko looped his arms around Katara, one behind her shoulders and one behind her knees. 

“You two are the biggest dorks, I swear.” Sokka shook his head and rolled his eyes.

[miasmaghoul]

Omega. Tell.

Sigh. So large. So stoic. So Omega.

(this gets angsty my bad lmao)

How I feel about this character:

Another one that's grown on me over time. He was Primo's first summon upon being named Papa- the first ghoul summoned in decades, actually. Omega was relied on very heavily when the decision was made to revive the Ghost project, and for a long while was considered Sister Imperator's right hand. After the coup staged by Alpha, he voluntarily abdicated his position in the band to his protégé, Aether. He stayed on the road for the rest of Terzo's time as Papa, though, and let me tell you why.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

(Here's the long part lmao)

Terzo. Always and forever. They met when Terzo was a newly promoted Cardinal, still coming into his own. Learning to put his natural charm to use. One slow look up and down his body, one wink of an unnaturally pale eye, and Omega knew he was doomed. He still had professional relationships with Primo and Secondo, of course, but his connection with Terzo was something he neither planned for nor predicted. His ascension to Papa status put a strain on things, of course, but Omega never minded playing second fiddle to his leadership duties. At first it was fine; they worked well together, Terzo was loved by his ghouls and congregation alike, they won that award - their following grew, and with it grew Terzo's ego. How could it not? Power can be toxic even to those with the purest of intentions, and nothing about Terzo could be called pure. But Omega saw him changing - becoming colder, more callus to those around him, aloof in a way none of them deserved - and for the first time in his existence felt scared. He knew something had to give, before Terzo lost what had made him such a wonderful leader to begin with. It was easy to blame the coup on Alpha - he had always been volatile - despite the fire ghoul's protests, but he'd gone to his execution with his head held high and magma in his eyes. Omega had stared him down until his body crumbled to dust, and no one was ever the wiser. He convinced Imperator to let him stay on the tour though, as Terzo's personal medic. Needed the closeness, after so much had started to drive them apart. By the end of the tour Terzo was like a different person; whether the chaos had scared him straight, or whether he realized his time could be short, it was like having the old Terzo back.

The last time Omega saw him was when he was dragged off stage - until the morning a photo of one Cardinal Copia holding his lover's severed head appears on the unused side of Omega's bed. On top of it laid a simple gold ring, one that matched the one on Omega's own left hand, and no one sees Omega after that.

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

I really like thinking about his dynamic with Dew. I don't see them being romantically involved, but I think as a new summon Omega provided him with a lot of stability. He also introduced him to Aether, and we all know where that ended up.

My unpopular opinion about this character

I hate when people draw him skinny. That ghoul is LARGE 😤

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

Part of me would have loved an in-universe explanation for the swapping of the ghouls during era 3, but at the same time it's way too much fun thinking up Scenarios lmao

[owmylasagna-blog]

5 for eene obv, 7 for ed and may, 12, 23, and then 25 for eddy!

Thanks for the ask!

5. Out of all your EENE fanworks, which is your favourite?

It’s weird I feel like I’ve had two distinct eras of eene fandom, you know? But I’d probably have to go with my magnum opus like me still. It’s been one of the most ambitious and challenging creative projects I’ve ever attempted for the show, and it’s honestly connected me with so many more amazing fans 🥰

7. Is there a piece of clothing you think ED/MAY is particularly fond of/that you imagine them wearing a lot or like to draw them in?

I’d love to figure out a way for Ed to repurpose his green jacket when he inevitably grows out of it. Maybe he makes a bunch of patches from it that he sticks on other stuff. I also had this idea for my adult AU where he only owns one pair of shoes and they are the most tattered blundstones you’ve ever seen. Idk I associate Ed with art handler fashion and memes (sorry this is probably a ridiculous niche thing).

May is a tricky one! I’m not sure I’ve nailed down her aesthetic 100% yet. Some mix of cottage-witch and millennial that was once an emo/scene kid but hasn’t really grown out of it. I think May really likes lounge clothes - massively oversized sweatpants she had to cut cropped because they dragged, worn in t-shirt she cant let go of even if it��s getting holes, fuzzy socks. I just think it’s cute.

12. What's the funniest or craziest AU idea you've ever come up with?

I’ve definitely thought of some stupid shit, mostly through absurd crossovers. This would have been over 10 years ago now but I’d whipped up a RuPaul’s Drag Race AU where they were all contestants (in this version it was inclusive of all drag, not just queens). I truly hope nobody finds this thing lol.

23. Has your favourite character/ship changed over time?

I just genuinely love the three eds equally. I have an extra soft spot for Ed and always have. And eddeddy has been THE otp for over a decade. No change there.

25. What's your least favourite thing EDDY said or did?

I usually support Eddy’s many wrongs but I guess I was disappointed in how unsympathetic he was to Ed in Little Ed Blue. Like that’s your best bud, you’re not a little worried? Don’t get me wrong, it’s extremely in character and says a lot about his (and even Edd’s) upbringing and overall the episode is fucking hilarious “look at me, I’m a chicken. How bout I lay an egg?” I love this little jerk. I’m sure there are objectively worse things but that’s the first one that came to mind.

[star-spangled-bastard]

Get to Know Your Mutuals Meme

Tagged by @wondrouswendy Thank you!

origin of the blog title: It's been 9th Circle of Hell for years and the adjective changes out depending on my main posting theme at the time

otps: Ash/Northmoor, Trench/Darling, whatever the hell Dolores and the Man in Black have going on in Westworld, Dutch/Hosea rdr2

favorite color: peacock blue

song stuck in your head: All Hat No Cattle by the Doohickeys. it's a major earworm

weirdest habit / trait: If I have a dish with sides I usually end up eating one at a time instead of alternating between them. This isn't a conscious thing, I just end up doing it

hobbies: drawing, writing

my job!!! i love my job: blacksmith!!

dream job: honestly I have it. I would never have predicted it but I'm glad I ended up with it

something I'm good at: forging

something I hate: people trying to drag race their loud ass cars at 2 in the morning

something you collect: lately, uranium glass

something you forget: I almost always forget to add detail crops to artwork when I intend to

love language: quality time

favorite movie/show: Sunshine

favorite food: it's hard to choose one. big fan of tacos though

favorite animal: cats

what was i like as a child?: pretty quiet, usually reading

favorite subject at school: art

least favorite subject: math

best character trait: observant

worst character trait: I'm a gamer 😔

change one thing about my life: I'd love to not be allergic to nickel

if i could travel in time, who would i meet?: hmmm. Probably Dante (if the blog title wasn't indication enough). I want to high five him for essentially writing a self-insert fanfiction that became so popular it's still being read today.

tagging: @beneath-the-moon-and-me @lostinthewoodsomewhere

@phenanthreneblue and anyone else who wants to participate!

[dangermousie]

Let's meet my favorite kdrama cursed prince - Muhyul as portrayed by Song Il Gook in The Kingdom of the Winds

Or more specifically, this very long-ass post is my attempt to convince people to watch this ridiculously underrated 2008 sageuk.

Why? Is it politics? Complicated families, cursed destinies, battles, or more hurt/comfort than you can want? Nope, none of these. I have my priorities straight and it's official. Muhyul/Yeon is one of my favorite period OTPs.

Take one Cursed Prince (who does not know he is one, and is brought up as a slave), add in one capable Enemy Princess who saves his life, add in ninjas (yes I know ninjas are Japanese but I have no idea what the Korean equivalent term is and I am too lazy to type in secret assassins every time), poisonings, intrigues, and a lot of hurt/comfort and we are set!

Once upon a time, there lived a man named Muhyul. He was only a slave but what he did not know was that he was actually a Prince who was given away by his family at birth because he was cursed to kill his whole family, people he loved, and to top it off, to destroy his country. Despite it all, he was still super-hot.

In the enemy nation of Buyeo, there lived a Princess named Yeon, who was ladylike, kind, a skilled healer....also a deadly ninja.

Point 1: Heal captured slaves from torture. One day they might be the Crown Prince.

Muhyul first sees Yeon after he has been horrendously tortured by Buyeo troops. He opens his eyes to see a heavenly vision quite competently stitching him up, so to speak. It is love at first sight for Muhyul. And who could blame him. He knows that with the director's troubling penchant for h/c, he will need a hottie healer around.

Point 2: "Heal a hottie and he is yours for life"

Muhyul spends some free time drawing her portrait. Without knowing who she is or if he will see her again. If the whole slave/assassin/king thing doesn't work out, he can always make money as an artist.

Point 3: "It's not stalking when he's hot!"

Muhyul is on an undercover mission in the enemy country but he forgets everything when he sees Yeon walking by (btw, he assumes she is just a commoner doctor). I love how he sort of stops thinking of anything else at all.

And then he thinks of her at night...

And lo and behond, their paths cross again when she heals a slave in the house he is staying in.

And he introduces himself to her and she is totally mesmerized. Who can blame her, it's freaking Song Il Gook!

And "rescues" her from evil Byueo soldiers. Only, oooops, they were sent by her family as escort and she is piiiiiiiiissed!

"Why did she slap me, whyyyyyy?"

Still, be happy, boy! Despite it all, she bailed you out of jail for assaulting the Royal Guards :)

Awwww, Muhyul doesn't want to leave...

Point 4: You know what makes anything better? Torture and homicidal angst

Did I mention the part where Yeon's Dad runs an Evil Assassin camp where they experiment on slaves with poisons and torture them? You see where this is going? If you do, then you have the mindset of both the writer of this drama and myself.

Muhyul gets captured by them (after losing the only person he ever regarded as family, but that would drag us into plot and this post is about the shippy):

And tortured for a solid year. If he ever marries Yeon, that might make for an awkward family Thanksgiving. "So, how are you, son?" "Well, I almost regained the use of my arms!"

Anyway, Yeon is visiting Daddy and sees some slave being taken out, after they have tried poisons on him. It's Muhyul, so it's Yeon to the rescue! Man, no wonder he loves her - it's self-preservation on his part!

(this shot here is for troubling reasons)

And then Muhyul is drafted by evil assassins (long plotty reason) with the only alternative more torture. The training is psychotic and gets Muhyul near-broken utterly but as a side benefit, makes him even more hot. If now mildly psychotic. As you can probably figure out by the end of the drama he's so hot he's a supernova

Also, as I posted earlier, gorgeous armored men on their knees looking up at their OTP who is teaching them foreign language (because Yeon is an Evil Assassin trainer for daddy) and thinking of the fact that they are a slave and she is a Princess (which is something he found out only in the ninja camp) is pretty high on the list of my favorite things.

Plus, Yeon takes him out for fresh air and exercise that doesn't involve being hung upside down and being ordered to off oneself. Score! She even makes him smile.

This is hitting the cap limit for continuing in part 2 shortly...

ETA: part 2 here:

(99+) Musings of the Obsessive Kind on Tumblr

And part 3:

(99+) Musings of the Obsessive Kind on Tumblr

[atypical-artisian]

Today is my birthday so I'm showing off my cake and gifts woo!!

Art by @tonitheloftwing (Ty sm!!) (Lol excuse my messy bed, I was excited)

Okay so I have to admit something first... this pic (Drawn by @twentydaysofmay) WASN'T actually the one that won the vote. However, the more i sat looking at the pics and thinking about what they mean to me the more i realized that I strongly preferred Ten's art to be on my cake this year. And ofc this isn't to say the other art isn't good or not special to me, just that Ten's art means something to me I hadn't fully thought of or appreciated until I sat and looked at it.

This drawing- a panel from a silly comic of my fave ship that makes me laugh whenever I think of it and remains a meme in my mind so strong I want to immortalize a reference into a future fic; edited to one of my oldest hyperfixations, matching one of my first otp's, created with some input form me by someone I consider my first best friend since I was a kid.

Well... that just means everything to me right now.

When I entered the punch out fandom back in 2022- going on 3 years ago now- I never could have expected some silly pics to mean so much to me. I never expected to run a discord server and become loved for my writing and fic in the time I was in the fandom. I never expected to make so many friends- especially not with those I consider big cool fandom people like Suki or Rocky or share such close spaces with any of the dozens upon dozens of other fans I look up to still.

Even when I've been at my lowest and felt like I've been dragged through a gravel pit before being thrown off a mountain, these past 2 years more than ever I've had ppl support me and I've made new friends. I got to participate in community projects and feel surrounded by others and loved by a community more than ever before. And more than that, some of them have followed me to my other interests!! It's so cool and fun and wonderful to hang out with people like this in a way I never have before.

It's hard to describe the love and joy I have for the friends I've made these past 2 years and how grateful I am for this silly fandom to give me the avenue to do all of these things. I've had other places and made other friends before whom I love dearly as well, I want and need to hang with y'all more often lol. This community I built myself, though, is the closest I've had ever and has let me stretch my wings, all starting with Tenten coming up and talking to me one day on discord.

What I want to say is that this silly edit from and equally silly comic is the representation of everything I've built and accomplished with other people these past few years. It's a representation of the things I share with all my friends (Not just those I met through punch out), through what we both love and what we do for each other.

Anyways I feel like I'm gonna cry now (Positive) so to top this way too long rant off I'm saying thank you to all of my friends, followers, and those who've just been nice to me lately. I love you all very much and appreciate you making my life so much better and happier.

[trollocs-ooc]

twelve

favorite thing about them: i like that he isn't just a stereotypical highblood, if you know what i mean. Like, yes he's still casteist and evil but he has his own worldview regarding those things thats a lot more complex than "highbloods good n strong lowbloods weak n bad" u know. If he didn't end up getting an rp account i dont think he'd be fleshed out at all. Also his design. Im so glad i didn't just make him taller eleven oh my god

Also i know im dragging this on too long but i like that he's not really aggressive. Most of the time. He's very polite and calm. He doesn't swear, he rarely raises his voice, he stays cordial unless someone's testing him first etc. In a way i think it makes him scarier. He doesn't need to compensate for anything, he expects you to know your place regardless. Its like being in a room with a hungry 14ft shark that's insisting it's not gonna bite you in a calm tone while grinning the whole time. God forbid he tells you your horns look unique.

least favorite thing about them: he'll never find out hes a violetfuchsia cusp :( also drawing him oh my god i can never draw him how i want him

favorite line: i know this isnt a line but when he got sent that meme of him

that thanks was genuine, he does actually have a sense of humor.

brOTP: none really. He and Pessoner had something going by bullying children (raveri) on tumblr though 😭

OTP: his whole thing is that he cant form long-lasting connections due to his caste which is partially why he is. Like that. You might think oh but what about his kismesis? Oh no thats not going to last trust me. Anyway his "true love" was his moirail (actually matesprit) that died horribly a long, long time ago. He has multiple tattoos referencing her, if you saw.

nOTP: Twelve x Slashr for. Obvious reasons

random headcanon: nerd sings along to sea shanties

unpopular opinion: i dont know what anyones opinions on him are tbh 😭 i dont know what i can say really. Ummm. I think he'd actually make a decent parent? Thats probably unpopular

song i associate with them: i sadly dont have many songs for twelve....i wish i had oceany sort of songs for him if you know what i meam but i dont. All i have is "heaven is a bedroom" by tv girl which is because of him & his moirail(matesprit)

favorite picture of them:

Still this one! Twelve is actually supposed to be silhouetted like a real ancestor most of the time. I just .... struggle with drawing that

[driftingballoons]

(character ask game)

pmd hero? (can be any pmd game)

Oooh, that’s a good one! Probably gonna have to go with pmd2 hero. Now, with them being a fairly blank slate character so the player can fill in their own personality, it’s a little tough, but I’ll give it a go >:)

favorite thing about them

They find themself in what, in reality, is quite a horrific situation—you’ve been transformed into a Creature and lost all your memories—but are still kind and open to exploring. They don’t have much direction without Partner, but they always go all-in into whatever mission or trial they’re facing. 

least favorite thing about them

Probably how passive they can be. Whenever there’s a conflict, the other characters kind of drag them into fights, while they’re mostly along for the ride. It would have been nice for them to speak up and take a little initiative at times. (Explorers of Spirit spoiler alert: of course, aforementioned ROM hack can scratch that itch :P)

favorite line

They have…….so few lines :( But their farewell speech at Temporal Tower, with the whole “you have to keep living,” sentiment gets me every time ;0;

brOTP

Grovyle, and Celebi pre-amnesia for sure!

OTP

Partner! They’re soulmates <3

nOTP

Anyone other than Partner really. I said in a previous ask Partner/anyone from Team Skull would be vomit-inducing, so same applies here I think. 

random headcanon

Following everything, they’re not quite sure how they feel about Grovyle. They like him as a friend, but are also aware that they could never have the same friendship they did before the amnesia. I imagine there’s a lot of conflicting feelings, such as an unspoken obligation to feel more regard and friendship for him than they actually do, and then guilt for not genuinely feeling that way. Also bc of it (and my hero being a treecko) they feel nervous about evolving because they’re not sure if they can look at ‘him’ in the mirror until evolving a second time. 

unpopular opinion

Not unpopular per se, but a lot of interpretations I see have them as kind of cool and edgy, but in my opinion they’re kind of a little twerp (affectionate). They’re smart enough to navigate a strange world with no memories, but I imagine they’re also weird, funny, and perhaps a tad unsettling. (Also Grovyle is undeniably a weird guy imo, he’s gotta get it from somewhere). Basically this: 

song i associate with them

We Stand in Silence by Twelve Titans Silence is a beautiful instrumental piece that always makes me think of them for some reason. When I first listened to it, I got the visuals of someone waking up, finding themselves kind of alone, lights coming into their life (Partner and the Guild), finding themselves alone and lost again (Dark Future arc) and then fighting for a goal they don’t fully remember or understand, but nonetheless now know is important (fighting to stop the Dark Future). I like making plots to instrumental music :P

favorite picture of them

There are so many good treecko artworks out there that I couldn’t possibly pick one! That being said, @snekkerdoodles did this most excellent drawing upon request, which I absolutely adore <3

[gophergal]

For the artist asks: 5, 13, 23, 16 and 24? :3

5. Anything you haven’t drawn yet but want to?

I have this thing I call The List in my sketchbook that I keep adding more crap to draw to. So. Yeah a lot of things. For example, a sequel to my "comfort character" drawing (the one with Medic, Sub-Zero, and Michael Myers in the car) but it's just the other halves of my otps (in this case Heavy Weapons Guy, Scorpion, and Jason Voorhees) begrudgingly hanging out because their menfolk are out raising hell and they're waiting on them.

13. Show your favourite drawing from last year

Oh that's so fucking hard to choose. Uhhh. I'm gonna show multiple because I can.

These two are my favorites I did for class, From The Garden and Body(Flesh Prison)

This is my favorite original fun drawing (Fettuccini the Good Noodle is my ttrpg character Korn Kenny's pet giant eel)

Then my two favorite fandom pieces. In which I fed the lesbians and acquired a new ship that has consumed my brain, respectively

16. What’s the most daunting part of your process? Ex, planning, sketching, lineart, rendering etc

Lineart my fucking BELOATHED. Unless I'm in a flow state, it's hellish. Absolutely feels like dragging myself through barbed wire and broken glass

23. Do you listen to music or watch shows while you work? If so, what’s your favourite?

Usually, I listen to podcasts or video essays. Podcasts: it's usually Distractible. Because I'm basic. Video essays: I like anything that goes in depth about media analysis.

24. How do you deal with artblock?

Smack my head against the desk and power through with a prompt or something. Harder to do during the semester since I also have class work that takes priority over fun stuff, but eh it is what it is. I just try not to let art block win by being stubborn.

[ARTIST ASKS]

[the-devil-in-the-details-666]

1, 5 (Cisco), 14

1. OTP?

I’m very much a multi-shipper (in that I will ship basically any characters I can get my hands on), but I especially like Cisco/Harry and Cisco/Hartley, as well as Barry/Eddie/Iris. Which is more than one, but I’m an indecisive little gremlin.

5. Out of all your fanworks that include Cisco, which is your favourite?

Out of all the fanworks I’ve written that include Cisco, I think my series What The Cat Dragged In is probably my favorite so far.

14. Is there a character or ship you were so sure you would never write/draw but now you've changed your mind?

Cisco/Barry/Iris! I’ve enjoyed other people’s works with them before, but my one attempt at writing them before this year was so clunky and awful that I told myself it wasn’t worth writing because I clearly sucked at it. And then I started writing Barry Allen Is(n’t) Dead with the intention of it being Barry/Iris and Cisco/Hartley and instead it ended up being Barry/Cisco/Iris, which was a really nice surprise because I really like how it turned out!

[woonietune]

Chapt Thirtyfive of Waiting for the Past isn't a chapter: it's fanart and self-reprobation and gossip and apologetics and an attempt to manifest world peace, cookies, or fix Writer's Block. Also, fandom drama isn't a MENA crisis

Chapter 35 of Waiting: A Fragile Covenant: Have Some Early Art

LINK HERE TO THE CHAPTER THAT IS NOT A REAL CHAPTER (be warned: it’s a 9500 word author’s apology about a fanfic on hiatus… Did I EVER say I wasn’t crazy?)

Coming maybe to a future near you: another drabble about Woon and the quantum fields of consciousness

Excerpt:

The first drawing is of Saet-byeol by my beautiful friend Peggy (have we known one another for almost 2 decades now?)

The second is a stunning drawing of Hye-won, in old shaman form and in young god of destiny form by the amazing writer Tepid_T . I KNOW! For the longest time, I didn’t know she was such a good artist either! I was really touched when she drew this for me. It was drawn over a year ago. 

And third, by my lovely iuiushi , a sketch of Dong-soo and Woon as chibis in drag!

10) WBDS fic recs

The above sketch was for a fic I never ended up writing, but you know who DID write a magnificent, funny, touching, and wonderfully adventurous fic with our boys in drag? Milliecake! It’s All the Queen’s Men and one of the joys of my fandom life.

It’s actually Part 2 of Some Like it Joseon

There’s another fandom fic I’d like to rec by a writer who recently appeared on the scene. Canon compliant, sad, but oh so well-written. Hits all the beautiful chords: The Moon is Crying by YumixYagi4ever

And if you missed the last short fanfic by Memory, you missed a masterpiece. It hasn’t received enough love. A story about Mi-so feeling misunderstood. She’s so ignored in canon, as are all the women characters. Of Course You Wouldn’t Know unravels delicately, bringing past, present, and future into a satisfying resolution for Mi-so and all lovers of good stories (this fic is one of my absolute faves in this fandom). The characterization of Auntie Jang-mi goes beyond her being the usual comedic foil who feeds everyone. Woon, who doesn’t speak much, is an accomplishment of characterization by just being there, and the ghosts of canon don’t hurt so much here; this story made me smile at the end. Read it.

This has been long enough. This is one of those a/n’s that’s going to make someone on R/fanfiction go “wtf” right? Whatever. This is a personal essay. Not exactly Michel de Montaigne but the personal essay is a literary genre–go ahead, report me.

I did some writing, eh?

#excuses excuses #MFA stories #I loved being a fanfiction writer #Dong-soo and Woon are my OTP of all time #mentions of sex and rape, not fictional sex and not fictional rape either, nothing graphic #I want to write again please help #grief is a bitch #did I mention dead babies? Mentioning them now. I think about dead babies all the time; I was obsessing about dead babies long before it was the fashion #I’m a Jewish mama #fic recommendations #some nice WBDS arts #and a prayer #apologies to the seculars out there but I’m the praying type #whenever I try to take the high ground, I find I’m not actually very high

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I'm sorry I saw this OTP list and wanted your thoughts for kuzan x ann! If this is too much I'm sorry

who made the first move?

what physical trait so they love the most about each other?

what personality trait do they love the most about each other?

hat one way thier personality compliment one another (is it opposite attracts or are they pretty similar?)

who's the bigger tease?

what is thier favourite place to kiss the other (cheek closed eyelid neck node etc)

what was the most surprising thing they learned about one another once they started dating?

who initates hugs? / who wanted to hold the hug longer?

who initates kisses in the morning?/ What are there morning rituals?

Took me a while to answer these not going to lie!

Who made the first move?

Kuzan.

What physical trait so they love the most about each other?

I think for Kuzan it’s her freckles, Ann is self conscious though about them so doesn’t believe him despite the compliments he gives.

His tallness…Ann likes to climb what can I say? Also probably his hands I could see her being bored while he’s napping so she draws patterns on them or something I don’t know

What personality trait do they love the most about each other?

Ann…I could see liking his kindness and patience, Ann can be patient at times but meeting someone like Kuzan is something else to her.

Kuzan I could see liking Ann’s passion, with how calm he is and laid back I could see him liking how passionate Ann can be or how quick to temper she is, he probably finds that cute about her

What one way thier personality compliment one another (is it opposite attracts or are they pretty similar?)

I mean it can come across as opposites attract to the outside eye but deep down I think they are similar in some aspects.

I mean I like to think that Ann’s passion encourages Kuzan to make his own choices eventually like she shows him he can stand up for himself like she does.

 Kuzan on the other hand shows Ann to be more patient to be more mature when it comes to her emotions and grounds her.

Who's the bigger tease?

Depends on the mood, Ann can be a bit of a tease to annoy Kuzan and Kuzan can be a bit of a tease if he’s in the mood and knows it could rile her up…

What is thier favourite place to kiss the other (cheek closed eyelid neck node etc)

Not going to lie my brain went closed eyelid like what? Anyway…Ann I could see it being hands like she can’t exactly reach most places without extra effort so she tends to gravitate towards his hands.

Kuzan I could see being her face or temple…maybe sometimes pecking her freckles? Is that a thing? I don’t know…

What was the most surprising thing they learned about one another once they started dating?

I mean…I don’t want to talk about spoilers…but domestically, Ann is a mess Kuzan I feel like would be surprised with how little she takes care of herself seeing nothing but paperwork littered about the place.

Ann I could see being surprised at how surpringly domestic Kuzan can be when push comes to shove though it’s not always perfect the fact he tried is something else to Ann.

Who initates hugs? / who wanted to hold the hug longer?

It depends I feel like if Ann is really low she would go to him from behind and just want a hug but usually it’s Kuzan. I could see Ann being hard at work probably overworking and him just grabbing her and just dragging her into a nap hug thing…Kuzan would want to hold her longer while Ann would want to get back to her paperwork while internally wanting the same thing.

who initates kisses in the morning?/ What are there morning rituals?

I can see it being Kuzan like Ann is not there in the morning and Kuzan I could see finding that adorable as he goes to make her morning coffee to wake her up. I guess that’s a ritual…

[major-fukkup]

Thank you for the tag! <3

What's the origin of your username?

It was funny and I identified as a failure at the time so I thought it was appropriate.

OTPs + shipname:

I am not much of a shipper lol, so I'll just go with some of my classic favorites like Lumity (technically my first real ship) and Zukka (the last ship I actually remember being super into)

Ngl things I like have a tendency to slip my mind the instant I'm asked to elaborate on them.

Favorite color:

Black, red, and purple. Also like, drab green.

Song stuck in your head:

Transparent, by Torn Between Two Worlds

Weirdest habit/trait:

Petting and playing with our dogs' and cats' ears. I pet their heads and backs too but the ears just have such an excellent texture 👌

Hobbies:

Video games, writing, drawing

If you work, what's your profession?

McDonald's 😭 but I'm a manager now :')

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

Honestly? I don't even know anymore. Tech support I guess? Something in IT I think. Or video game developer, graphic designer, graphic novelist, author/illustrator.

Something you're good at:

Freaking optimism lmao. Despite my crippling depression and anxiety, I at least try to see the best in every situation.

Something you hate:

When people actively shut joy out of their lives. I don't hate the people themselves I just hate the effect they have on themselves and the people around them. Mostly I feel really bad for them. I'm trying to get better at being around them though and not letting them drag me down, and hopefully spreading my own joy. :3

Something you collect:

Shadow the Hedgehog merch. Mostly figures and plushies but I also have a keychain and I'm considering a wallet. And I'm always on the lookout for a sticker for my water bottle

Something you forget:

Dates I suppose. Like I remember my immediate family's birthdays and my best friend's and my anniversary but other than that I'm screwed

What's your love language?

So, the weird thing is not the fact that I have multiple, it's the fact that RECEIVING words of affirmation (as long as the person's actions aren't contradictory) makes ME feel loved, but as someone who struggles with communication I prefer to perform acts of service to show others that I love THEM. Kinda self-contradictory or something but eh. I just like to ask anyone I get close enough to what THEY prefer and then do that.

Favorite movie/show:

Jurassic Park

No idea why I was allowed to watch it when I was like 3 but it's just always been my favorite. Not even Pacific Rim or Edge of Tomorrow can take its spot in first.

Favorite animal:

Cats, raccoons, and dragons if they count lol

What were you like as a child?

Clearly had autism and adhd, I was going to say I was quiet but I don't think I would've been if I hadn't been told to shut up every time I made a sound lol

Favorite subject at school:

Science (chemistry and physics mostly but also biology)

Least favorite subject at school:

While I was in school, my least favorite was math. However now I LOVE math!

Other than that, history. As previously mentioned, I freaking suck at remembering dates and I'm surprised I passed any of the tests.

What's your best character trait?

Loyalty.

What's your worst character trait?

Inability to say no to things that are detrimental to only me. Like I can say "no, this will hurt X or Y", but I have a lot of trouble with "no, this will hurt me"

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?

I'd have my own apartment/house with my best friend and be financially stable in it

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

My biological dad, I suppose. Not sure if this counts since we did in fact meet, but I wasn't allowed to actually talk to him or get to know him, and by the time I realized my mom could no longer stop me, it was too late.

Tagging @samatedeansbroccoli @flesh-n-brain-rot @tzarina-alexandra @raiphend @abyssalcitrus @bluebellwren @joandragon no obligation of course! <3

GET TO KNOW YOUR MUTUALS

Thank you for the tag @sucharide !! This was so much fun! <3 and i wanna try ur pasta!

What's the origin of your username?

surprisingly wasnt taken!

OTP(s) + shipname:

I'm not really a passionate shipper i just like reading fics tbh fdfhkdfs i think ill have to put AziraphalexCrowley and i believe its ineffable husbands

Favourite colour:

Blue almost Turquoise !

Song stuck in your head:

That awful german cover of the awful cover of stumblin in

Weirdest habit/trait:

i have a few that are too embarrassing to share but probably making lists for everything and noting down every single step i just like crossing things off this is totally not related to my mental state

Hobbies:

I like to do quite a few things im not really good at anything tho. I like crochet, baking, doodle or draw a bit, i play video games and lots of dnd, i love board games and trivia quizzes!

If you work, what's your profession?

Im a phd student and i work in microbiology

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

I guess what i do right now without the financial pressure? working in diagnostics. or baking for a living would be cool? but realistically a boring office job might actually be the easiest for my brain hdahdas

Something you're good at:

Memorizing random shit! It helps with the trivia quizzes! I just decided to memorise geography facts

Something you hate:

That people cant think in nuances online. Its incredibly frustrating. Also sudden plan changes.

Something you collect:

I dont collect anything really... maybe succulents?

Something you forget:

Names. Like i can remember lots of things but during the introduction phase my brain is in panic mode so i tend to forget immediately

What's your love language?

Quality time (i think thats one of them)

Favourite movie/show:

Good Omens (although its tricky right now) The LOTR movies. Dungeon Meshi.

Favourite food:

Sushi. The family Casserole. Spinach Salmon Pasta.

Favourite animal:

Dogs. Pandas. Quokkas.

What were you like as a child?

Quiet, well behaved and already displaying concerning amounts of anxiety

Favourite Subject at school:

Math and Chemistry

Least Favourite Subject at School:

Those where i couldnt write exams and had to raise my hands during lessons to get better grades

What's your best character trait?

Quick thinking maybe? this is difficult

What's your worst character trait?

my anxiety makes me a difficult person i think. I'm also currently working on how to deal with criticism in a good way. Negative self-talk.

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?

No more pain. Or stop my brain from spinning in circles

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

I think someone like my great great great grandma? like in the 1800s? just to have a chat. Marie Curie would be great too or Rosalind Franklin and tell her she was robbed

Tagging: @jimothybarnes @troubleghoul @creeplet @ghelullu @circle--of--confusion @major-fukkup @lilspacewolfie @hyperobsession @kissingghouls @nocturnal-birb if youd like to!!

[sexynetra]

a, b, n, and t please !!! <3

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

Is it a cop out to say Anarcia 🤭 I know I write them but they’re just really cute okay like the dynamic is so pure and sweet (in the way that I can twist and torment them yknow)

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

I guess I’ll continue with my “ships I didn’t notice during the season but then learned to appreciate after fanfic” trend and go with dayasco? Like I’ll be real I didn’t really ship at all during s14 but now I see all the fics from it and it’s very fun!

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

More fanart!!! If I could draw I would have so much fanart being drawn all the time. I have a shrine wall at my makeup station of fanart of the prettiest drag queens but it’s all from the same few artists bc not enough people are making/selling fanart 😔 also I’d love to see even more community, like I remember when I was deep in the twilight fandom there was so much outreach and group chats and I feel like I’d love even more ways to make friends and community here bc you all seem so cool but I have anxiety and get nervous reaching out first 😂 and thirdly I wish we could put more attention on non drag race queens because there’s so many cool queens who I love and want to scream about but nobody will know what I’m talking about or care 😔

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

I mean we all know I will die for my jaida is a bottom theory that is NOT a headcanon it is fact 😤 but also my Marcia is a brat theory that made me start writing rawnsyf. Does giving Anetra bright red hair count as a headcanon i just think she should always have bright red hair because I also have bright red hair and plus I think it’s sexy and hot yknow

[the-iceni-bitch]

I Wanna Start a Fight

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!reader (OTP ninja and puppy)

Words: ~3.7k

Summary: Maybe agreeing to let your mothers throw you an engagement party wasn’t the best idea…

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, kinda public sex, car sex, mentions of m/m sex, mentions of m receiving oral sex), misogyny, blink and you’ll miss it homophobia, gross ex boyfriend, Steve’s a dick, Ari’s a little bitchy but in a fun-ish way, fist fight, overbearing families, WASPs being WASPs, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: Welp, as promised, y’all are gonna hate Steve, the man is a massive cunt.

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“Why did we agree to do this?” Ransom whined into your neck as you kept slowly riding him in the driver’s seat of the beemer, his eyes drifting towards the packed country club until you grabbed his jaw so you could tug at his lips with your own.

“Because I’m hoping if we let your mother throw her big society party now, she won’t try to take over the guest list for the wedding.” You slid your tongue between his lips and purred when he let out a low moan and wrapped his arms around you, rolling your hips into his lap and sighing when he rocked his pelvis up to meet yours. “And if all these snobs want to give us money and expensive presents for a couple hours of schmoozing, after which we never have to see them again, even better.”

“Fine.” He bit at your jaw and chuckled when you dug your nails into his scalp. “Think they’ll still want to give you presents when you’re walking around with my cum dripping out of you all night?”

“Those dirty old white men?” You grinned as you leaned closer to bite at his ear when you felt him starting to lose it, his fingers drawing bruises where they were digging into your hips so he could grind into your clit and bring you there with him. “They’d probably love it, might even try to buy me away from you.”

“Well, too bad for them, you’re not for sale.” Ransom growled when he dragged his tongue up the side of your neck, panting as he throbbed inside of you until he was filling you up with a low groan. “Mine.”

“Just yours, pup.” A shiver of pleasure traveled up your spine as you melted into him, your arms curling around his neck as he planted kisses along the underside of your chin and made soft, pleasant sounds into your skin. “Let’s go schmooze it up…shit!”

“What are you two doing in there?” You couldn’t see Ari’s face through the fogged up windows, but you could hear the smirk in his voice, rolling your eyes as you climbed off Ransom after giving him a peck on the lips and opening the door into the chuckling bear outside while Ran tucked himself back in. “Your car smells like sex, Drysdale.”

“That’s what we were going for.” Ransom beamed at Ari when he rose out of the car and the man gave him a kiss on the cheek, ignoring you when you rolled your eyes at the two of them. “Thanks for coming.”

“Yeah, thank you.” You hummed when Ari pressed a swift kiss to your lips before all three of you started heading inside. “We should really keep this PDA up, I bet the stuffed shirts will love it.”

“Yeah, well my pan, Jewish ass is paying out of the nose for a membership to this place, so they can suck a whole bag of dicks.” Ari shrugged when you gave him a small frown. “But I know you want to appease the future in laws, so I’ll keep it toned down, since I missed the fun engagement party.”

“Well, let’s not make any rash promises here.” Ransom yelped when Ari gave him a smack on the ass right before you started heading up the steps. “If these assholes get on our nerves enough I might need someone to suck my dick.”

“Incorrigible, the both of you.” You couldn’t help but smile at the two of them when Ari gave Ransom’s shoulder a squeeze, grabbing Ran’s hand and kissing his knuckles before taking a deep breath as you headed inside. “Your dick’s already wet, but if you’re good, maybe I’ll let you sit on your boyfriend’s face when we get home. Remember why we’re here.”

“Money, presents, appeasing the mothers.” Ransom kissed your hair and groaned softly when you gave his hand a squeeze, turning his attention to the woman who was scurrying up to you with a strained smile on her face. “Hi Anne…”

“Hey, did you review the guest list?” Anne looked a little frazzled, and it was putting your hackles up.

“No, why?” You looked around when she took a shaky breath, finding someone who looked vaguely familiar across the room that made you pause. “Is that Buck… no!”

“Yeah, apparently your mom had some people she wanted to invite, too.” Anne gave a nervous laugh when the two men with you found what had you looking ready to commit murder and realization dawned on their faces.

“Goddamn it, I can’t deal with this, someone bring me a drink, not you.” You clutched at Ransom when he started to head to the bar, Ari giving you a brief nod before heading in his place while he gave a murderous glare to the giant blonde who was stalking towards you. “I need you.”

“Hey doll.” Your lips pulled back from your teeth in as close to a smile as you could muster when Steve finally reached you, fighting not to snarl when he bent to kiss your cheek and completely ignored the tension. “You look great.”

“Steve.” You relaxed your grip on Ransom’s hand when you heard him give a small grunt of pain. “You really thought it would be appropriate to come here after those messages you sent me?”

“I don’t know what messages you’re talking about.” Like he hadn’t called you a vindictive cunt once you’d posted a picture of the ring. “Been having trouble with my account security lately, they're working on it.”

“Awesome, so you’re gaslighting too, now.” You scoffed and leaned into Ransom when you heard him make a soothing noise low in his throat. “Just keep getting better and better.”

“Don’t cause a scene now, sweetie.” Steve’s jaw ticked with barely contained glee when he saw your nostrils flare at the pet name, his face falling just a little when Ari got back with your drink and gave him a pointed stare. “Levinson, haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Yeah, well I tend to avoid hanging around bastards with fragile egos if I can help it.” Ari stood close to you as he frowned at Steve and crossed his arms, shaking his head when you shot him a scolding glare over your shoulder.

“Sure ya do, you gonna introduce me to your fiancé or are we having a staring contest?” Steve’s grin was predatory when he turned to Ransom and held out his hand expectantly. “Steve Rogers.”

“Ransom Drysdale.” Ransom didn’t like the way Steve’s eyes kept lingering on your face while he shook his hand, swallowing the pained noise he almost made when the larger man squeezed his hand harder than necessary and rolling his eyes.

“Never thought anyone would be able to tie this girl down, she always was a wild one.” Steve was completely ignoring Ransom now, stepping into your space and lowering his voice to a low purr that was making you want to scratch his eyes out. “I always had fun trying to break you though, doll, remember?”

“I remember breaking you a couple times, Steve.” If he was gonna be filthy, you had no problem giving it right back to him. “Didn’t you always beg me like a bitch whenever you had to leave for your training weekends?”

“God, still got a nasty little mouth.” Steve’s fist clenched at his side, his eyes narrowing as he glowered at you and missed the way Ransom and Ari’s posture changed like they were about to jump him. “Maybe I should show your man here the best way to shut you up.”

“Ok, that’s enough.” You felt Ari and Ransom shift when Steve leaned even closer to you and managed to get yourself in between the three men before anything started, letting out a deep sigh when you placed a hand on Ransom’s chest and saw his jaw ticking with barely restrained aggression. “We have other assholes we need to talk to, enjoy the bar, Steve.”

“I’m gonna kick that smug bastard’s ass.” Ransom fought you a little when you pushed him away from Steve, who gave you a dirty wink before finally turning away.

“Ok, let’s not start a fight if we can help it.” You finally got him into a corner and pressed your body close to his, brushing your lips over his throat and humming softly until you felt him relax. “I definitely wanna get the fuck out of here though, so maybe we should divide and conquer the whales so that can happen sooner.”

“Yeah, fine.” He leaned down so he could nuzzle into your hair and breathed deeply. “Should we yell at the meddlers now or at the end of the night?”

“End of the night.” You were going to lay into your mother, you could not believe she invited Steve. “And don’t let that douchebag corner you, he’ll do his best to provoke you into doing something stupid.”

“Alright.” He tilted your head back with three fingers under your chin and gently molded his lips to yours, barely tracing their curve with the tip of his tongue before pulling back and sighing. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” You gave him a squeeze before releasing him, smiling softly when he ran his fingers through his hair as he walked off. “Remember, it’s just one night! One long ass night.”

After the fifth person called you dear you were already over the whole thing, wondering why you hadn’t gone with your instincts and told your mom and Linda to shove it when they had foisted this little idea. You should have known the two of them wanting to work together to do something for you and Ransom was going to be a pain in the ass, those two working in tandem was sure to be nothing but a massive headache. Thank god Anne was there to keep you supplied with gin and tonics and pull you away for some fake thing whenever she noticed your jaw clenching when someone mentioned how they never thought Ransom would have settled down with someone like you, or made some passive aggressive comment about not being invited to the wedding. Ari was doing the same for Ransom, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself when you saw him pull your fiancé away from some blue hair when his face started turning red and his mouth worked soundlessly.

It was a relief you didn’t run into Steve again, you thought for sure he would have just been waiting to corner you and make disgusting innuendos about how much better he would be for you than Ransom.

“Hey doll.” You jumped at the nickname, turning whip fast and being fully prepared to tell Steve to go fuck himself until you got a look at who was speaking.

“Buck, oh my god!” You laughed lightly as you wrapped your arms around him for a warm embrace. “Did you come here with that asshole?”

“Yeah, he didn’t want to listen when I told him this was a spectacularly bad idea.” Bucky gave you a peck on the cheek before letting you go. “I had planned on chaperoning so he didn’t try to rile shit up, but of course that sneaky fucker managed to ditch me almost right away.”

“I still don’t know why you bother, Buck.” Yeah you did, he was hopelessly in love with the douchebag, not that he’d ever admit it to himself or anyone else. “Not that I don’t appreciate it, but it’s not like he seems especially keen on changing.”

“I know. Can’t help but try though.” Bucky sighed as he leaned on the wall next to you. “Look at you, though, getting married. Can’t wait to meet the man who managed that.”

Ransom watched you talk to the brunette from across the room, happy to see you smiling but over having to talk to these stuck up assholes. Your parents' friends were almost as bad as the blue bloods his mother was constantly ass kissing, at least three of them had the nerve to scold him when they found out you two were already living together even though you weren’t married yet. He almost told the last one about the white room just to see if he could get the old bat’s wig to fly off, but Ari had pulled him away with an almost grin before he had the chance.

Now Ari was off using the bathroom and Ransom finally had a second to himself, sinking into one of the barstools and enjoying his scotch. At least for a moment.

“You know, I could smell the cum on her as soon as I kissed that pretty little cheek.” Ransom ground his teeth together when Steve managed to sneak up on him, glaring at him sideways as he took another gulp of scotch and tried to keep from letting this asshole get under his skin. “You fill up that sweet pussy before you walked in here with her, pretty boy?”

“Sure fucking did.” He hated this dude so much, he didn’t care how hot he was, couldn’t believe you would ever put up with his shit. “And I don’t like getting called pretty boy unless I’m getting fucked, you gonna fuck me, Rogers?”

“No wonder you two get along, you’ve got a nasty mouth too.” Steve growled as he stood over Ransom, tilting his head and giving him a once over before running a hand over his beard. “Maybe I should fuck you, only seems right I should ruin you after I wrecked that sweet little snatch for every other man. She even feel you when you’re inside her? Or does your little prick just slide right out? Or maybe you just have to fuck that perfect ass of hers for either of you to feel anything, not that I didn’t stretch that out too.”

“Jesus, you’re just full of class.” Ransom scoffed when he stood to face Steve, who still had a good four inches on him even when he was at his full height, not that he gave a fuck. “Dunno why you think you had such an impact on her, never even heard a thing about you until Anne brought you up.”

“Aww, worried ‘cause she kept me a secret?” Steve didn’t back down at all when Ransom squared up to him, a menacing grin spreading across his face when Ransom just rolled his eyes.

“Don’t think it was a secret, just think you didn’t actually give it to her as good as you seem to think.” Ransom shrugged and tried not to chuckle when Steve grumbled at him.

“Then why’d she let me fuck that tight little pussy exclusively for three years?” That flush creeping up Steve’s neck was giving Ransom life. “Or, at least it was tight when I started.”

“It’s still nice and tight and warm now, and always so fucking wet.” Ransom grinned when Steve’s smile turned into a snarl, taking another sip of scotch as he gave the blonde a smug look. “And all fucking mine, and it’s only been a year. Does that just fucking kill you?”

“What kills me is that that perfect, ripe cunt that was fucking made for me is gonna be wasted on some spoiled rich boy.” Steve stepped right into Ransom’s space as he growled at him, his hands resting on his hips as he tried to get his upper hand back. “Bet she just walks all over you. Shoulda known she’d end up with some soft little spineless pussy who can’t keep her in line when she decided to be Levinson’s hag after she left me.” Steve preened when Ransom hissed at the jab at you and Ari both. “But I’m the only one who knows what she needs, and that’s to get fucked on all fours like the good little bitch she is…”

He shouldn’t have called you a bitch.

You swore when you heard the screams and turned to see Steve reeling back before regaining his feet and snarling at Ransom, you and Bucky both sprinting towards the two of them when Steve grabbed Ransom’s collar and slammed his fist into his ribs. Ransom may have caught him off guard with the first hit, but Steve was fast, Ransom only managed to land a couple more hits before Steve was slapping his hands aside and ramming his head into his face. Ari came out of nowhere and yanked them apart right before you and Bucky reached them and you could have sobbed with relief, if Steve had managed to get Ran off his feet he would’ve killed him.

“Get the fuck off me, Buck, I’m fine!” Steve roared at Bucky when his friend shoved him away from where you were holding up Ransom and inspecting his blood smeared face, Ari standing in front of the two of you with a challenging look on his face that made Steve sneer. “That prick hit me first. You want some too, Levinson?”

“Oh, I would love to kick your ass again, Rogers.” Ari rolled his shoulders with a lazy smirk as he moved to keep Steve back when he took a menacing step towards you and Ransom that Bucky managed to hold him back from at the last second. “You got a hold on your boy, Barnes?”

“Yeah, we’re leaving.” Bucky managed to shoot you a look full of regret before shoving Steve towards the door, ignoring his protests and shaking his head at the man. “Goddamn it, Steve.”

“Baby, why the fuck would you do that?” You took the napkins Ari handed you and wiped the blood from around Ransom’s mouth.

“He called you a bitch.” Ransom winced when you prodded at his nose to see if anything was broken. “I almost had him.”

“You call me a bitch all the time.” You smiled at him softly when he gave you a small pout. “And you did not almost have him, that man could have killed you. What if he’d brought his secret service detail with him? You think I’m gonna wait for you if you get sent to federal prison?”

“What on earth was that?” You rolled your eyes when your mother came scurrying up with watery eyes and an offended look on her face. “This was supposed to be a nice evening, I can’t believe you let this brute of a man beat poor Steve.”

“Poor Steve?” You scoffed at her and helped Ransom to his feet, cooing when he swayed a little and let out a pained groan. “Mom, you know what, Steve called me a bitch. Shocking I know.” You rolled your eyes when she gasped dramatically and put her hand over her heart, your father standing behind her and frowning at your use of the curse word. “Guess what, that is not even close to the worst thing he ever called me, not to mention the horrible things he said about me to his friends after we broke up, I’d hate to see your reaction to those. And yeah, maybe I should have told exactly what happened, but I guess I hoped that as your daughter, you would have trusted me when I told you he wasn’t the person you thought he was and that breaking things off with him was the best decision I ever made, instead of repeatedly trying to force me back together with him. So if you can’t get that through your heads, fine, we’re done. If you can bring yourselves to apologize for the way you’ve treated me and my fiancé, who despite what you may think of him, I am ridiculously in love with, then maybe I’ll consider letting you come to the wedding. Otherwise, goodbye. Ari, could you be a dear and put all these people off? We’re going home.”

“Course I can, gorgeous. Y/M/N, Y/F/N, always so pleasant seeing you.” Ari nodded tersely at your dumbstruck parents before turning to the crowd that was trying desperately to act like they weren’t trying to eavesdrop on your conversation. “Sorry folks, the happy couple is gonna head out, you know how unexpected violence can take the wind out of a good party.”

“You gonna give Linda a lecture, too?” Ransom nodded towards where his mother was watching the two of you like a hawk, grunting when your hand brushed over his ribs and pain shot through him.

“Later, I want to get you home and put some ice on you.” You helped Ransom hobble to the beemer and loaded him into the passenger seat, sighing as you climbed into the driver’s side and started the car. “Keep your head tilted back in case your nose starts up again, don’t need to hear you complaining about blood stains in your precious baby.”

Ransom’s whole body hurt once his adrenaline had gone down, wincing every time you hit a bump or took a sharp turn and it jostled him. He had to lean almost all his weight on you when you arrived back at the house and headed inside, groaning when you got him settled in his chair and went to the kitchen to get some ice.

“Now we’ve both gotten in fist fights at society parties, what a pair we are.” Ransom tried to give you a smile when you got back with the ice, but his face was in too much pain for it to look like anything other than a grimace.

“Uh-huh, one key difference, I actually won my fight.” You kissed the top of his head when you pressed the ice to his ribs, chuckling when he tried to roll his body into your touch and groaned when it hurt more than he’d expected. “None of that, I don’t need you injuring yourself further just because you think you need an orgasm. I’ll invite Ari over tomorrow and we’ll both suck your dick since you defended my honor.”

“Yeah, ok.” Ransom leaned his head on your chest when you sat on the armrest next to him. “Did Ari really kick Steve’s ass? Was it as hot as I’m picturing?”

“It was pretty fucking hot.” You grinned when he let out a tiny noise of arousal as he thought about it. “Now rest, dumbass.”